Yun Yanchu rarely didn't reply.

He stood up suddenly, limping out the door with the paper containing the elixir.

The man's long eyelashes fell to the corners of his eyes, and at an angle that Shen Yuan couldn't see, his thin red lips were pursed into a straight line.

He didn't learn Yi Nanjing.

It's a good thing to mention Yi Nanjing.

Yun Yanchu tugged at the corners of his mouth.

I don't know what came to mind, and the palm holding the medicine paper gradually clenched.

He would never fake the medicine in his mouth to others, and no one knew that in fact, the Northern Regions Demon Venerable was an alchemist.

He grew up in the city of Evil Buddha for as long as he could remember, and everyone could bully him.

Those people punched and kicked him, drugged him to fight the monsters in the Colosseum like a brute, and if he hadn't awakened his bloodline, he would have died long ago.

The man opened the door, but the man behind him still didn't move.

He moved his Adam's apple, a little self-deprecating.

It turns out that sometimes, he also hopes that someone is willing to care about everything and prepare everything and then send it to his mouth.

There was a click, and the door to the room was slammed shut.

Shen Kite's gaze withdrew from the door, but he didn't say anything from beginning to end.

Her relationship with him has not yet reached the point where he begs her a little, and she will softly agree to his request.

Merely......

The back of the man made her feel as if he was a different person.

Since the beginning of knowing Yun Yan, she had never imagined that this kind of lonely and lonely sadness would appear in him.

The remark that she said he didn't want to learn from Nanjing was just a joke.

She thought he would refute it, or not take it to heart.

Who knows......

Shen Yuan thought about it, got up and followed.

Yun Yanchu hated Evil Buddha City, but now he had to come into the Evil Buddha Inn, and when they came up, they didn't set a new room, where did this person go?

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Qingyun Sect, Medicine Peak

When Su San woke up, the room was empty.

He subconsciously looked for Su Lan.

But when I thought that the eldest lady would never stay by his side when he was injured, I immediately stopped thinking.

He was given a change of clothes.

It looks a lot like the inner disciple uniform of the Qingyun Sect.

Su San's thin lips slightly blood-colored pursed slightly.

"Daoyou, are you awake?"

Xiao Sheng walked in with a handful of green elixir, and the moment he saw the man sitting on the bed, his eyes lit up.

After saying hello, he immediately sent a message to Sun Shizu.

"Master Ancestor, Master Ancestor, he woke up!"

Where has Su San seen such a battle.

He clutched his chest, relieved the sudden pain, and got out of bed.

Xiao Sheng hurriedly put down the elixir on the table and walked over to support him.

"Fellow Daoist, you are really blessed by our ancestor."

Xiao Sheng said enviously.

Su San didn't know why, he first said a little thanks, and was helped by the other party to sit at the table, looking at him suspiciously, "What do you mean?" ”

Thinking of something, he said again: "What about the eldest lady, have you seen her?" ”

Seeing the inner disciple clothes that this disciple was wearing, combined with the clothes on his body and what happened before he fell unconscious, Su San was sure that he was still in Qingyun Sect now.

Xiao Sheng poured two cups of tea for the two, he took a sip, and then said, "Miss? What Miss? ”

Su San held the teacup in both hands and whispered, "That's it...... The woman who came with me. ”

"You said she?"

Xiao Sheng immediately understood who he was talking about, his hand was on the stack of herbs on the table, picking the leaves of the elixir again and again.